The valley green was so serene In middle ran a stream so blue A maiden fair, in despair, once had met her love there and she told him She would say \"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me I you so Never let go I will be ghost of a rose\"
Her eyes believed in mysteries She would lay amongst the leaves of amber Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet still and quiet and mild and he loved her When she would say \"Promise me , when you see, a white you'll think of me I love you so let go I will be your ghost of a rose\"
When all was done, she turned to run Dancing to the sun as he watched her And ever more he thought he saw A glimpse of her upon moors forever He'd hear her say \"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me I love you so Never let go I will be your ghost of rose\"